Needle in a Haystack

They say that love is everything
They say it cures the world
But competition and duality
Could never live up to the girl

They say you don’t know what you had
Until it’s gone and gone away
I think it’s true that everything
Was kept inside the hay

When will we learn that it’s not the size
It’s the importance of the object
For I found the world and lost it again
When it was trapped inside that needle

They ask if art is more important than the businessman
I say that art is love and so
It beats it with a million fists

From a scientist’s point of view
Emotion is chemical and physical
But I have a story to tell to you

There was a man who loved a girl
She said she loved him back
But when she said their time had come
He died of a heart attack

There was a boy who had a woman
To her, he was azure
But when his blue love turned to red lust
Arrest came before failure

When will we learn from our mistakes
And forget all the plans we’ve made
The world I found and lost again
Has taught me lessons terrible to learn

For you, specifically:

I wasn’t kidding
When I said those words
Were you?

I am sorry now
For the things I didn’t do
Are you, for those you did?